Chapter 478: Coldness, Abandonment, Affection and Duty

Zhu Jiazhi entered the film world with real memories, and unlike others, he can only rely on false memories and subconscious to interpret the story.

As soon as he came to the movie world this time, he began to ponder the extra information in his head.

To be honest, this fast-forward "more than twenty days later" gave him a subtle sense of disobedience.

However, Zhu Jiazhi still checked his new memories in detail and studied them many times.

These memories are very real, and when watching them, Zhu Jiazhi repeatedly wondered whether the world of "Dark Sun Wasteland" really exists, just like the so-called game of "Lord Planet Online", he also has a body in this world.

Although the memories are detailed and real, there are some fragments that are still marked with key marks.

Zhu Jiazhi knows one thing very well......

After more than 20 days of trekking, 125 members of the entire Nanke relocation team are now severely frostbitten, have limb necrosis, and have lost the ability to move independently.

These immobile wounded often need to be cared for by two or three healthy people.

This seriously slowed down the entire team's ability to march and advance.

Yan Anqing's so-called "cruel decision" is probably about to give up on these people.

As the initiator of this decision, how much criticism and abuse will Yan Anqing suffer for this?

Those are to be expected.

Zhu Jiazhi was silent.

Yan Anqing is not like him, he didn't come to this world with real memories, and he didn't know that he was making a movie.

For Yan Anqing and the other actors, this is the real world!

It's hard to make such a decision, right?

He silently stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Dr. Yan, I have already said that no matter what the decision is, I will support you. ”

As soon as he said this, Zhu Jiazhi saw a large wave of viewers who turned into small white balls chattering in his ears, saying things like "licking the dog in the end" and "always being able to lick key roles is also an ability".

The heavy atmosphere was instantly ruined by this group of sand sculpture viewers.

However, Zhu Jiazhi has gone through a period of tempering, so he won't laugh like he did at the beginning.

"Abandon those who have lost their ability to act autonomously, abandon some of the food and water, travel lightly, and march hastily."

Yan Anqing said in a quiet tone: "We have no other choice. ”

There is no shortage of capable people in this team, but they need time and equipment to transform their abilities into meaningful things and improve the survival rate of the team.

The problem is that there is no equipment and no time.

Among the team, there are also many survivors complaining, saying that the march is too fast, and the morale has been so low that the new boss Bai Jizhu is irretrievable.

The time, place and people are not on their side.

Hearing Yan Anqing's words, Bai Jizhu turned his head, looked at Yan Anqing with godless eyes, and said softly: "Don't blame yourself, you have done well enough." ”

The previous march speed was almost at its limit, and the survivors were already complaining.

Unless bloody tactics are used, it is simply impossible to increase the speed again.

Silent.

Deathly silence.

No one in the entire tent continued to speak.

Abandoning the wounded compatriots, this kind of decision is still too cruel.

But everyone knows that it was the right decision.

Once the Ice Storm, codenamed the White Devil, catches up with the team, death will sweep away in an instant.

At that time, no one will survive.

Everybody has to die!

At such a juncture, someone must make the most inhuman decision!

Halfway through, someone finally spoke.

It was Hitar who spoke.

Called the "queen" by the world audience, she looked Yan Anqing up and down for a while, but what she said had nothing to do with the content of this meeting.

"You're too sensible, too calm, like an emotionless machine, and you're not fit to be a team decision-maker because you're terrifying."

"What I want to ask is ......"

"When the time comes, will you give up on us?"

Almost as soon as the words fell, Yan Anqing immediately replied: "For the continuation of human civilization, there is nothing that cannot be given up. ”

This answer seems to have been in his mind for a long time, and there is no need to think about it at all.

"Including you?" Hitar asked with interest.

"Including myself."

Yan Anqing's tone was indifferent, and there was no emotion in his words.

In life, the word "meaning" is always required.

He was born without support, without care, one person to feed the whole family without starvation, although he considered himself worth much higher than the other survivors, but when the time came, self-sacrifice did not hurt.

"I hope you remember today's conversation."

Sitar nodded slightly: "This time, I will fully cooperate with you." ”

……

Hao Feiguang is a member of the Nanke Survivors Group.

During the rapid march, due to improper protection, in the ultra-low temperature environment, his feet have been completely necrotic from freezing, and he is completely unable to move independently, and can only rely on the help of other survivors to barely survive until now.

The mutilation of his body also undermined his will.

For the compatriots who help him every day, Hao Feiguang does not have a good face, but always says something pessimistic.

"We're all going to die."

"Why are you struggling?"

"It's the end of the world now!"

During this time, these three sentences have almost become Hao Feiguang's mantra.

But when it really came to the juncture of being abandoned, Hao Feiguang had a strong will to survive deep in his heart.

"What? Want to give up on us? ”

"Why!"

"I've worked for the team! I've contributed! You can't abandon me! ”

His face was blue with anger, and his saliva spurted wildly.

As soon as the saliva flew out a few centimeters, it was frozen into tiny ice bumps and fell to the ground.

Hao Feiguang looked at the three survivors who usually helped him, and a look of disdain appeared on his face, and he yelled regardless of it: "This is not fair! ”

"Unfair?"

A cold and strong female voice sounded in his ears.

By prestige, it was the leader of the combat regiment, Hitar.

She looked at Hao Feiguang indifferently and said seriously: "It's fair to carry out the task in exchange for food and water. ”

"Everything you've given has been paid off enough and can't be anything more for you."

"You should know that it is the end of the world, and we do not pay attention to human rights, democracy, equality."

It's the truth.

Nine out of the hundreds of surviving survivor teams around the world don't pay attention to these.

People who always have the words human rights, democracy and equality in their mouths have become frozen meat in the snow.

"The White Demon is catching up, once the Frost and Snow Domain is close, there is no need to even entrap us in, everyone, all of them have to die!"

With a knife-like look, Hitar ripped Hao Feiguang's words back, and said in a cold tone: "Don't talk nonsense." ”

"Help you, it's love."

"It's my duty not to help you."

"There's no way we're going to die in this place with you."

After speaking, she turned around and raised her fist: "Leave them some food and water, and after five minutes, continue the march!" ”

This is also a team leader's verbal skill.

Originally, in the meeting, Yan Anqing and her had already discussed the results, in order to ensure the speed of the march and stimulate the survivors' desire to advance, they had to throw away some food and water to reduce the burden.

But now it sounded as if Hittar was hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, taking pity on these abandoned and crippled.

(Yan Anqing's performance...... Because there is no Li Wan in this world, he also "has no golden finger". )